Another Texan

GOF

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My name is Paul and I suppose I have a motorcycle addiction . I got my first motorized 2 wheeler At age twelve. Notice I didn't say motorcycle as it was a sixth hand Sears moped painted white with (literally) a padded 2x6 for a seat. About this time my mother, thinking I needed to read more got me a subscription to Cycle World, which probably improved my reading ability but distracted me from schoolwork and fueled my lifelong passion for motorcycles. I rode and worked on the moped for a year while saving up to buy something without pedals. For $295 + tax I got a Honda C110 (the sport fifty, not a step through) which was white as well. I rode the snot out of that little bike and learned pretty quick how to adjust the valve clearance as whenever it was run really hard downhill the valves would tighten up and it would only run at idle speed. :( Next bike was a Honda SL90 I think (tube frame, telescopic forks) I had it about two weeks and it threw a chain wrapping around the countershaft sprocket thrashing the transmission. Dealer insisted it was my fault, no warranty help. Got it home from the shop rode it about twenty minutes and put on a trailer to go to Red River NM when I got it off the trailer and cranked it there was a strange noise coming from the engine for about ten seconds. Next morning I took the clutch cover off and discovered a bolt had backed out of the oil pump and wore down to the snap ring that held the clutch together. When we got home it went to the other Honda dealer in Fort Worth (Terry's Honda) where they discovered the other guys had put super 90 parts in the transmission. I think this experience made me appreciate the term Stealership.
Some where about 16 I discovered girls and bikes took a back seat for a while. I married while in college and convinced my wife I needed a motorcycle to save money on gas, as gas had gotten to the unthinkable price of 75 cents a gallon! It was an XL250 Honda which I rode to class and even rode an enduro once. I rewarded my college graduation with the purchase of a white XT500 Yamaha which helped me develop an attitude that I could kickstart anything on two wheels :-\ ::) I even rode that in a few enduros. That was followed by a Honda CX500 (the really ugly first version and the last NEW bike I bought) which was teaching me the joys of street riding until I got hit by an eighteen wheeler. No, I was in a pickup at the time but was to traumatized to ride on the street for years. I traded the CX500 to a buddy for an IT250 and rode enduros for a few more years. I kept a dirt bike to chase cows and play on but didn't ride on the street again until the mid 90's when I rescued a Seca 750 from the local pawn shop. I rode it for a year to make sure I would continue to enjoy street riding again and then bought a BLACK R100gs (got that out of my system) , followed by a red ST1100 which I still miss. In October 2003 I got to ride a Vstrom for about thirty minutes and knew it would be my next bike . I watched every forum and website but just couldn't find a deal that suited me. Finally in the spring of 05 I found a deal on a well farkled BLACK wee and flew to Pensacola to ride it home. I enjoyed that bike immensely but never forgot about that ride on the Vee. A buddy of mine offered me a deal on an 05 BLACK Vee about three years ago and i bought it and traded the wee for a DRZ400. The Vee makes me grin whenever I crank on the throttle but I feel very certain the White Super Tenere I am to pick up Oct. 1 will make me happier. ::001::
I have read this forum a lot the last few weeks and despite the talk of vibrating clutches and fueling glitches you haven't scared me away from the SupTen. Hell, I've been ridng a VStrom for nearly ten years! ;)
 

GOF

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The fly and ride is done and the SupTen is home in Texas. I got away from Heinens in Osseo, Minnesota a little before 5 pm Wednesday and got to experience Minneapolis rush hour traffic for the first few miles of the new ride. The weather and the next days forecast caused me to drop the plan of riding to Duluth and the north woods for a run to the south and warmer, dryer weather. I quit for the day in Owatonna and stayed in my room eating the almonds I packed for dinner. Thursday dawned wet and foggy so I didn’t start till 9 waiting for rains to the west to get north of my route. I made Sioux Falls and sunshine by early afternoon and went south and back east into Iowa to check out the Loess Hills Scenic Byway. This part of the ride was the highlight of the trip ... beautiful scenery good roads (some gravel) and no traffic. I made my way to Onawa, Iowa for the night and woke to a stiff NW wind and temps in the upper 30’s. Not wanting to fight the wind and cold on I29 I got back on the byway in the trees and made my way south nearly to Omaha before going back west into Nebraska for a while.
I knew there was a Yamaha dealer in Topeka and headed there to hopefully get my 600 mile service done. I walked in ten minutes after four told Randy the service manager what I was up to and he checked in the shop and brought back Roy the mechanic and they took it back and got started. Turns out Randy farms and ranches in addition to his town job and we visited about ranching till Roy came back and told me he was done. I was out before five and less than sixty dollars poorer. What a pleasant surprise!!! Thanks Randy and Roy @ Topeka power sports. I headed for the Kansas turnpike two miles away and felt my phone ringing. I don’t answer the phone while riding, but I should have made an exception for this one. The wind had died down, I was merely cool rather than cold and making good time. After about twenty seconds in the rough air behind a truck I made the decision to pass and may have exceeded the 75mph limit a little in the process. I checked my mirror before heading back to the right lane and low and behold all I saw were red and blue lights. Crap! I received my last performance award the wednesday before Thanksgiving 1971 and this guy had me. I’m sure the truck driver was getting a kick out of this as he motored by. After questioning my lack of a license plate the trooper informed me I had dropped my wallet at the toll booth. When I regained my composure the trooper told me to follow him to a break in the divider wall and he got me headed back to Topeka. I stopped at the toll booth and that guy was more confused than me, but a quick call to the turnpike office confirmed the wallet was at the motorcycle shop. A customer had found my wallet almost as soon as I left and the guys called but of course I didn’t answer the phone. They got a kick out of my story of being lit up by the trooper and I was off again. Disaster averted thanks to half a dozen good Kansas folks. I stopped for the night in Emporia after having two of those big Kansas deer make a run for me and devoured most of a large pizza for dinner. While looking at the map I noticed the National Tall Grass Prairie preserve west of Emporia and decide that would be worth a look. Fortunately the road that goes thru it is the Flint Hills Scenic byway and took me to El Dorado just up the road from Wichita. That was way better than being on the slab and in addition to beautiful scenery almost no traffic. A quick stop at a gun shop in rural Oklahoma for some more earplugs, lunch in Guthrie and a stop for ibuprofen once I got thru Ok City. Three more quick stops and I got home a little after 7 after 1256 miles, 456 on the last day.
I could have had the bike shipped for about 400 bucks, which I probably spent on fuel, food and motels. My airfare from DFW to MSP only cost me $67 including $30 for the checked bag with my gear and the ride to the dealership was about $50. Probably didn’t make economic sense but the adventure was worth it. I can color in five more states on the little map and I saw country I would have never seen otherwise.
 

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::004:: Paul

Sounds like you hade a good adventure getting your new ride home.

Glad you found this bike and us. Wishing you many more fun miles on this fine motorcycle from another Texan.
 
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